When the starlight gently falls on the rails, Wan Di’s figure gradually becomes clear.
He is the fate of destruction of the imaginary attribute,
like a faint outline in the morning mist, vague but firm.
This is a long and quiet road,
cultivating Wan Di is like a silent wait,
waiting for those materials to settle, accumulate, and finally bloom in time.
1. Level improvement is a gentle climb
Pushing Wan Di’s level step by step to 80,
not a quick success, but a patient accumulation,
fear crushes flesh and blood, courage tears the chest, glory baptizes the body-
these materials are like faint petals,
gathering one by one over the years to build the character’s toughness.
2. The brilliance of the exclusive light cone is gentle and scorching
“Blood and fire, burn the road ahead”,
it is like a flame hidden in the winter,
giving warmth to Wan Di in the cold, and also making him burn irreversibly.
Each piece of material needed carries a kind of emotional weight,
like the lines of poetry that have been deposited over the years, shining in the light cone.
3. The grinding of breakthrough is like the fission of life
The breakthrough from level 20 to level 70 is the process of continuous tearing and reorganization in life.
The mysterious material of the harbinger of conflict is like the hidden pain deep in the heart,
both an obstacle and a source of strength.
4. The collection of trace materials is a long journey
Buli canine teeth, wolf poison saw teeth, moon crazy fangs, and Jiguang pieces,
They are deposited in the simulated calyx and the battlefield of the heart beast,
just as the poet collects those forgotten words,
condensed bit by bit, giving Wan Di a deeper texture of life.
5. What is waiting on the Star Dome Railway is silent watch
This road of cultivation is not vigorous,
only patience and meticulousness, like waiting for flowers to bloom,
In every collection of materials and every superposition of upgrades,
Wan Di slowly becomes that firm existence.
In this long journey,
perhaps we can all feel the hidden tenderness and strength,
like a silent poem,
flowing quietly between the stars and the rails.